[Samantha at the St. Louis Exposition by Marietta Holley]@TWC D-Link bookSamantha at the St. Louis Exposition CHAPTER III 4/17
The only gleam of light I could see in the hull prospect wuz that Josiah in his excitement and wretchedness had seemin'ly forgot that he'd ever mentioned the Exposition of St.Josiah. Well, right after breakfast Karen come over lookin' as if she hadn't slep' a wink and sez she, "Jabez lay awake all night studyin' on it and he knows now where he made the mistake, he pinted one small lead pipe up where it ort to been pinted down, he can make it all right in an hour." Well, Josiah, so sure it is that the hottest love soonest cools, vowed that Jabez should never step his foot into the house agin.
And I wuz glad enough to see that Rosy agreed with him. But I wuz naterally made more megum, and thought, any port in a storm, and a hour won't be much anyway.
If we've stood all this dirt and confusion for five weeks we could stand it a hour longer. "Well," sez Josiah, "I shall go into the woods for a jag of maple, I won't see him, I dassent, for I should fall on him and destroy him if I did." So he went after a load of maple wood and Jabez come and tinkered and hammered and pounded and then sayin' with some of his pride returned into his port: "It will go now like clock work." He filled the tank and lit the fire agin with Ury's help.
But I wuz glad enough that Josiah wuz absent, for this time the noise wuz so skairful that when Ury ketched Philury round the waist and absconded with her, he didn't stop till they had ploughed through the snow clear past the old hen house. I, too, ketched Rosy by the arm and run and stumbled along most to the barn before I remembered myself and regained my faculties, so to speak, it wuz so turrible this time the loud, angry, roarin', hissin' noise. Karen nobly stood by Jabez, who I must say stood by his job in that respect, but I guess they went out into the hall, I thought I ketched a glimpse of 'em, as I havin' regained my faculty, run in.
We got in jest after the deluge poured out agin, higher, louder and more steaminer than ever, and when what few scraps of plaster remained on the settin' room had fell victims to the bilin' flood.
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